Chapter 28 1-Minute Duel

Although Zhao Liang and others were worried, Lin Zhen had already decided that they couldn't say anything more and took out their mobile phones to start the live broadcast.

Ye Tiancheng even gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up: "Lin Zhen, you have something, as long as you don't lose too badly in this bet, you will be my Ye Tiancheng's buddy in the future. What, the medical level can be cured now, as for 20 million, it is nothing, my buddy will help you make it together."

Shi Lei also nodded: "That's what I mean too."

Gao Yan also said: "You have a very bad temper with me, a martial artist must have this momentum."

Lin Zhen smiled at several teammates, obviously his approach was recognized by them.

Maybe in their opinion, he has lost or not, but Lin Zhenzhen knows that if it is a long fight, he will lose without a doubt, but if it is only one minute, he may not have no chance.

In fact, Zhang Huai was Lin Zhen's enemy in his previous life. In his heart, he had simulated countless battles with Zhang Huai. He knew very well what Zhang Huai's strength was at this stage, and he had a plan.

Taking off his jacket and tossing it out, Lin Zhen was wearing a black tight vest, revealing his steel-like muscles, holding a black dragon spear in his hand, ready for battle.

Zhang Huai even took out all his shirts, and the dark heart-protecting hair on his chest matched his face full of flesh, which looked very intimidating.

The live webcast has also started, with several posts appearing at the same time.

"Geez to Tulong, Lin Zhen to Zhang Huai!"

"Lin Zhen, the seventh-level warrior of the Demon Hunter Squad, arrogantly challenged Zhang Huai, the master of the warlord. After a minute of gambling, he was killed without complaint!"

"Courage, self-confidence! Bingcheng's younger generation leader is about to be born! A one-minute showdown!"

Several people who recorded also quickly stated the rules of the one-minute gambling fight, which made it impossible for both sides to deny the possibility.

As soon as a few videos went online, countless warriors watched in just a few seconds, and the subtitles were swiped below, and everything was said.

However, most people still think that Lin Zhen is arrogant and arrogant. Although there is no such precedent for a seventh-level fighter to challenge a first-level general, the results are similar, and the seventh-level warrior is basically a complete defeat.

Even if some people are lucky enough to win, it is rare, and all of them are famous geniuses in history.

And although Lin Zhen took the customized potion, the effect was very good, but he had not proved his strength and was not favored by people at all.

After all, improving physical fitness is completely different from actual combat.

Lin Zhen didn't have time to look at the Internet, all his attention was on Zhang Huai opposite.

"This person Zhang Huai, the strongest attack method is his sword technique. I know that this person cultivates the bloody sword technique. This sword technique was created by a strong man at the level of the god of war a long time ago. What a perfect sword technique, but the victory is fierce and powerful."

"Zhang Huai is now in the early stage of a general, and his temperament is relatively fierce. Now he and I gamble for a minute, and he will definitely not delay the time. He wants to defeat me in the shortest time, so I concluded that he will use the bloody sword method to attack. , and I need to take advantage of the long weapon to guard against death in the initial stage. As long as I can last for half a minute, I will be successful. It is unrealistic to want to last for a longer time. "

After making up their minds, the battle between the two began.

As expected by Lin Zhen, Zhang Huai glanced at Lin Zhen with a grin, and then rushed forward.

"Little bastard, let you know the gap between warriors and generals, don't be so arrogant in your next life!"

The machete in his hand was also produced by the Ministry of Science and Technology. In terms of value, it was on the same level as Lin Zhen's Black Dragon Spear. With a swing of the long knife, it slashed down the Huashan Mountain, and the blade broke through the air, making an ear-piercing whistling sound.

Lin Zhen flicked the black dragon spear in his hand, and used the trick of dialing words to beat Zhang Huai.

A harsh metal crash sounded,

Lin Zhen took two steps back, his palms slightly numb.

At the peak of the ninth level of warriors, the highest power can be nearly a thousand jins, and if it exceeds a thousand jins of power, it is considered a warrior level.

Zhang Huai is a first-level general. Although he has not entered the general period for a long time, his physical strength has exceeded a thousand jin, because war generals and warriors are blessed with internal strength.

Lin Zhen's 800-pound strength fought against the opponent, and with the advantage of long weapons, he could only barely resist.

Zhang Huai succeeded with one blow, laughed loudly, and the long knife in his hand brought a cold light, and launched a frantic attack on Lin Zhen.

"Lin is really going to be in danger!" Shi Lei and the others were a little nervous.

Lin Zhen's first attempt was just a test. After feeling Zhang Huai's strength, he felt confident. Although Zhang Huai was strong, he was not irresistible.

Taking a deep breath, he poured all his strength into his arms. Lin Zhen's spear danced like a windmill.

"Clang clang clang clang clang!"

A string of sparks shot in all directions, and the scene was like hammering iron. Zhang Huai's knife was more than strong, but not agile, so he couldn't break through Lin Zhen's defense for a while.

"Stinky boy! You are drinking poison to quench your thirst, and you can resist with one breath. When your breath leaks out, I see how you can resist, ah ah ah!"

Zhang Huai was also ruthless, and the knife in his hand smashed the mad attack with one knife. Although this was also very draining on him, he believed that he would definitely be able to hold on longer than Lin Zhen.

There was only one minute of battle, and he didn't want to drag it to the end. That would be an insult to his reputation as a warrior-level master.

Immediately, the surrounding energy overflowed, Lin Zhen's spear rolled the dust, and Zhang Huai's long knife drove the whistling. The two of them became more energetic, and it depends on who can't hold on first.

Such a hot fight scene immediately set off a wave of rendering on the Internet.

"This Lin is really good, actually resisting the warlord."

"For the time being, he didn't take a breath without seeing him. When the energy passes, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on anymore."

"Yes, yes, after all, it's just a warrior. It's still too reluctant to leapfrog a level to challenge a general, but I think Zhang Huai's fierce attack will consume more physical strength, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

"It's enough to hold on until I kill Lin Zhen. I bet Zhang Huai will hack Lin Zhen to death within a minute, and I will post it as proof. If I can't do it, I will live stream it."

"Sit and wait for the meal upstairs."

More than 20 seconds passed quickly, and Lin Zhen finally couldn't hold back his breath.

"Hold on for another five seconds!"

Lin Zhen's face was flushed, and he insisted on it for another five seconds with strong willpower.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and as he breathed, the defense of the spear slowed down.

"Haha! Boy, you can't do it, die for me!"

Zhang Huai laughed loudly. The half-minute frantic attack also made him very tired. After all, Lin Zhen had the advantage in defense, and his long weapons also took advantage of it, but he was confident that he could hold on for a while, killing Lin Zhen would be enough. in front of you.

The long knife brought a sharp knife light and cut it diagonally.

"Lin Zhen be careful!" Zhao Liang and the others shouted eagerly, in their opinion, this sword forest may not be able to stop it.

Lin Zhen really couldn't stop it, but he still had trump cards.

That is a very good neural response!

Lin Zhen is a spiritual teacher, and his neural response is strong. After taking the gene potion, his spiritual power has been promoted to the middle stage of silver. Although he has just reached the middle stage, his neural response has actually surpassed that of ordinary junior warriors.

At least it is stronger than Zhang Huai.

Therefore, this knife is not difficult to avoid in Lin Zhen's opinion. At the moment when the blade is about to reach the body, the body is slightly sideways, and the blade is just a millimeter away!

"I wipe! Coincidence!"

Zhang Huai couldn't believe it, the knife that he had been aiming for was lost, and he made his hand move slightly slower.

How could Lin Zhen miss such an opportunity? Although he was a little exhausted, he still kicked a dark leg from underneath, hitting Zhang Huai's calf in the middle.

But Lin Zhen didn't seem to have the strength. This leg didn't do much damage. It just made Zhang Huai's leg hurt. He took a few steps back, which angered him even more. At the same time, it took another five or six seconds.

"Boy! Lie down for me, and fight seven times in a row!"

Regardless of the fact that he was already at the end of the shot, Zhang Huai used the bloody sword technique. The long sword attacked from various angles. Lin Zhenzhen was empty and his body moved from side to side. , In Lin Zhen's eyes, it is not impossible to dodge, and Zhang Huai's knife has not yet reached the speed of a bullet.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Lin Zhen's body kept dodging and twisting, occasionally twisting at an exaggerated angle, and he managed to avoid the chain of seven swords.

The most dangerous knife even went past Lin Zhen's neck, cutting off a strand of Lin Zhen's hair, but it was not injured.

As soon as the seven knives passed, Zhang Huai couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to withdraw his knives and step back to take a breath.

Watching the strand of hair fall in the air, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zhen's mouth.

More than ten seconds have passed, and there are less than ten seconds before the end of one minute.